Different Love

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story except for the ones which are obviously mine, and not found in the show Inu Yasha.

Chapter 2

-Siblings -

The orange lights flickered and two pairs of eyes stared focused on the cake on the oak dinning table, tired of waiting for everyone else to be in the room. Whimsical was how you could describe the cake. Izayoi ordered the cake from a top pastry chef in Japan and ended up paying over five hundred dollars for it. Brightly colored fondant was covering the cake; each of the six layers had a different color. Wires poked out of one side of the cake, giving it a bursting effect. The cake was definitely not something seen at normal birthday parties for children.

Kagome stared down at the cake sitting in between her and her brother. "Blow out the candles now?" She asked in her soft, innocent voice. She was wearing a little pink dress that was trimmed with white lace around the bottom. Her once shoulder length hair was now pulled back into a bun and was held together by a piece of white lace and a rose broach that was attached to her hair. The pink, lace edged gloves covering her hands were firmly pressed against the table as she leaned over the edge to get closer to the cake. Everyone at the party agreed that she looked like a little angel with her creamy white skin and the dress she was wearing made her look even more angelic.

"Can you help your brother out Kagome?" Her father asked her as he walked over to her, holding a fancy digital camera. He kneeled down to her level and looked at Kagome who was on his right, and Inu Yasha who was on his left. Inu Yasha didn't seem the least bit interested in blowing out the candles on the cake. He was sitting in his chair, arms crossed tightly across his chest. The green and blue sweater he was wearing was all twisted from Inu Yasha itching and his black pants had become wrinkled. "What's wrong Inu Yasha? Don't you want to blow out the candles with your sister?"

He firmly shook his head. "No!" The young child shouted at his father.

"Now Inu Yasha, is that anyway to talk to your father?" Izayoi stared at her youngest son with a very serious face, but Inu Yasha didn't seem to care. He reached a hand up and began to fuss with his shaggy, chin length hair. Izayoi watched her son in amusement as he tried to undo his hair. "I see, are you mad that I fixed your hair?"

The young boy grumbled and pivoted his body away from his father and mother. "No, I don't care about my hair."

Izayoi nodded her head, "I see then, so what is really bothering you?" She tried not to chuckle for she knew that while it might not be the entire reason, ever since she had fixed his hair earlier this morning, he had been rather fussy and quite uncooperative. Izayoi watched as her son reached over the table and pulled his cupcake closer to him.

His face scrunched up, trying to show his mother how mad he was. "Can't you tell?" Inu Yasha reached out his hand and pointed to the top of the cupcake.

What was he mad about? "Inu Yasha, darling, I'm not too sure what you are trying to tell me."

"The icing is pink!"

Izayoi was so proud of her son. He often didn't do what he was supposed to in kindergarten and most of the teachers though he might have a learning disability. Inu Yasha wasn't as dumb as they though he was. Recently, he had failed his colors tests and his teachers really began to worry. But now Izayoi had the proof, she knew her son wasn't an idiot. Tell that to those moronic kindergarten teachers! Izayoi knew that she definitely needed to write this down in his baby book, even though he wasn't even a toddler anymore.

"Mom! I said that the icing is PINK!"

Still basking in the glory that her son knew what colors were, Izayoi was oblivious to anything going on around her.

"Mother! The icing is PINK!"

Coming out of her thoughts, Izayoi chuckled at her sons comment. "It's just icing Inu Yasha, I don't see why you are so upset about the icing. It's chocolate on the inside. You love chocolate don't you?" She watched as her son continued to give his cupcakes harsh glares, as if that would somehow make the icing a different color. "Now come on, I think you can eat it."

Inu Yasha stuck his finger out and pointed at his sister sitting next to him. "Pink is a girl's color. That is a girl," he pointed to himself, "I'm a boy."

The guests in the room laughed quietly at the scene Inu Yasha was making. He had a habit of fussing and complaining until he got what he wanted. Ever since the young boy could speak, he showed and told everyone that he was a boy. Inu Yasha would always show of his 'muscles' at pool party's and try to be the tough guy even though at the age of six he really couldn't do that much. For Halloween he had dressed up as the Hulk one year and Superman the next. Although he didn't show it, Inu Yasha was quite intelligent for his age, he understood adult conversations, and often acted much older than he really was.

Kagome on the other hand, had always been quiet, polite, and kind to everyone. She was just about the exact opposite of her brother. Even to that very day, there were only four people who knew about Inu Yasha and Kagome not being twins. In the beginning, both Izayoi and Takeru spent hours trying to plan out everything. They needed to have a solid explanation to tell everyone who was only expecting Izayoi to have one child. Why didn't they know they were having twins, why did they never tell anyone until they brought Inu Yasha home? There was an endless list of questions they had to make up answers to, and everything had to fit together.

Seiichi and Perouze had both been a big help when it came to dealing with questions they never even though of. They came up with an additional list of questions that needed to be answered about Kagome in order for her to go to the doctor and get her necessary shots. Izayoi and Takeru were keeping a child without official birth records, and without consent of a social worker. What they were doing was illegal which meant they needed a rock hard story and information to keep things straight.

When it came to appearances, the Hayashi's were quite lucky. Kagome fit in perfectly with their family. The only thing that was different between Inu Yasha and Kagome was their eye color, which wasn't that unusual. Anyone who met them just assumed that they were twins.

"Now Inu Yasha, call your sister by her name and it isn't polite to point at others," Izayoi scolded.

The young boy gave a little snort. "But that is a girl."

Normally Kagome was a well mannered child and never raised her voice and didn't seem to care what other people though about her, but when it came to her family, especially her twin brother, she didn't like it. "My name ith Kagome! C-A-G-O-M-A! Kagome! I'm not a 'that' Inu Yatha!" Kagome yelled, misspelling her name out of frustration.

Inu Yasha started to laugh and pointed his finger at Kagome. "Hah! You said Inu Yatha again!" He continued to laugh and point at Kagome. She had always has a lisp, and doctors told them that she would probably grow out of it. Some children naturally had a harder time saying some words, and since Kagome only lisped a few words, they expected her to be talking normally by the time she was seven.

"Inu Yasha!" Takeru yelled at his son. "That is no way to talk to your sister. You apologize to her right now, and don't think you're getting off that easily. You aren't going to play with any of your presents until I see a change in you attitude."

He shrunk down in his seat and crossed his arms over his chest. "Sorry Kagome…" He quietly muttered under his breath. He hated how his sister was always getting him into trouble. He would make her mad, and then Kagome would get upset and yell at him, and then in the end, Inu Yasha would do something that got him into trouble. Inu Yasha hated how his sister managed to get out of their arguments punishment free.

"Look's like I'll be playing with your toy's first Inu Yasha," A voice came from behind. The ten-year-old Sesshomaru pulled out a chair and sat next to Inu Yasha at the table. "Stinks to be you."

Inu Yasha quickly sat up and turned towards his brother. "Hey! That's not fair! They are going to be my toys! You have your own!"

"I find that playing with new toys is a lot more fun. They haven't been broken, yet."

The rockiest of all the sibling relationships had to be between Sesshomaru and Inu Yasha. They both had the natural brother to brother hate relationship. Sesshomaru was always antagonizing Inu Yasha and arguing with him. Izayoi and Takeru couldn't remember a day going by where the two hadn't gotten into a fight. And when it came down to the cause of the fight, it was over stupid little things like Sesshomaru wanting to play with of Inu Yasha's toys or vice versa. The quarreling never ended and gave all the baby-sitters they had ever had a headache.

What was surprising to everyone was how well Kagome and Sesshomaru got along. When Kagome was younger, Sesshomaru always wanted to know what was going on with her. He seemed fascinated with her. While there wasn't much quality time spent between the two, there was a peaceful relationship between the two. When Kagome was mad at Inu Yasha, she would always go find Sesshomaru and hang out with him. Occasionally when the weather outside was bad, Izayoi would wake up to find that Kagome had snuggled into bed with Sesshomaru. When it came to telling cute stories, there were plenty to tell when it came to Sesshomaru and Kagome.

The young Kagome turned her head to watch her brothers bickering with each other over Inu Yasha's toys. "Inu Yasha, you should stop fighting." She managed to say without her lisp. Her brothers were always fighting and getting in trouble. Kagome found it to be most entertaining when they would actually get down and fight, even though they would always end up breaking something.

"I can't Kagome! Sesshomaru is going to break my toys and get to use them before I get to!" Inu Yasha said to his sister. There was a pile of toys in their family room wrapped up with his name on them. They belonged to him, no one else. Now his stupid brother ended up getting him into trouble.

Kagome thought for a moment, and then came to a decision, "You can… you can play with my toys!" Kagome's parents had always taught her to share and to be kind to others, so she figured that this was the right thing to do.

"How nice of you Kagome, to share your toys with Inu Yasha," Izayoi said, gently rubbing her daughter's head. "What should you say to your sister Inu Yasha? Wasn't that nice of her to say that she'd let you use her toys?"

"Mom!" He whined, "Kagome is going to be getting girl toys! I am a boy! Why would I want to play with Barbie's and doll houses?" Inu Yasha turned away from his mother and sister only to see his father standing in front of him with a stern face. He knew he was going to be in trouble now. There were few times when his father used that face, either when he was mad at Inu Yasha, or if the person on the phone was making him mad.

After a few minutes of silence, Takeru spoke to his son. "I am very ashamed of you. Kagome has done nothing to you and does not deserve this type of treatment. When this party is over, you and I are going to have a longer talk in your room. I do not feel like yelling at you in front of our guests."

Inu Yasha sulked in his seat. He pondered what else his father could do. So far, he wasn't going to be able to play with his toys for at least a week, what was his dad going to do now? Take them away? Life was so unfair at times. "Thanks a lot Kagome," He muttered to her softly so his father couldn't hear.

She smirked, "Your welcome."

"Have a good day at school you two." Izayoi turned towards Inu Yasha, "No more fighting, you've been getting into enough trouble lately, I don't think you want to spend anymore time with your father."

Inu Yasha frowned, "I know that mom!" He quickly walked away from his mother and sister into the school building. Inu Yasha hated when his mother lectured him outside of school, it was embarrassing and all of his friends were around! Their parents even walked them up to the door. He was six, and old enough to walk himself into school, he wasn't too sure about his sister though. She seemed to like their mom walking them up to the building.

Even if was in kindergarten, he had a reputation to uphold. He was the richest and coolest kid in his grade. Inu Yasha was known for getting into fights and always coming out victorious. Many kids, even ones in the first and second grade, challenged him. They all ended up in the nurse's office, and Inu Yasha landed himself in the principal's office. In his first semester of school, he had been kicked out of two public schools, and then he finally ended up at a private school where his parents were able to pay the school to keep him in.

Kagome behaved a lot differently than Inu Yasha at school. She was always quiet and didn't say much unless she was around her friends. The teacher's always praised her because she was very smart and was always helping the other students. Inu Yasha was a little jealous that the teachers favored Kagome over himself, but he knew that the kids preferred him over his sister, which he thought was much more important.

"Inu Yatha! Inu Yatha! Wait for me!"

He stopped, recognizing his sister's small, but loud voice. Inu Yasha cringed at his sister's mispronunciation of his name again. "Come on Kagome! The other kids are going to make fun of me!" The first time that his classmates heard Kagome saying her brother's name wrong, they immediately began laughing at Inu Yasha and calling him by how Kagome pronounced his name. It had taken him several fights and time outs to get them to stop calling him 'Inu Yatha.'

The young girl watched as her brother walked right past his locker and seemed as if he were already heading for class. "Wait! Inu Yas- Inu Yasha!" She called out for her brother, trying her hardest to get his name right this time. He stopped and turned around, his facial expression already asking her why she was stopping him. "Your thoes. They are going to get mad again if you don't wear your right thoes!"

Inu Yasha scoffed, "I don't care!" He yelled, ignoring the other kids around him. "It takes too long. I need to find someone to fight." Without waiting for a reply from his sister, Inu Yasha left the area where their lockers were and went off to his classroom, leaving a muddy trail of footprints behind.

"Hi Kagome!" A perky voice from behind her called.

Kagome took off her shoes, placing them in her cubby on the geta-bako (), and turned to see her friend walking over to her. "Good morning Eri."

The vivacious young girl waved at Kagome and put her school shoes on. She gave Kagome a serious look, "So, what did you get? Tell me! There had to be something good," Her friend demanded.

The past weekend had been Kagome and Inu Yasha Hayashi's sixth birthday party. Out of all of the rich families in their school, the Hayashi family had the most money, and their children all received extravagant presents. All of the children in their class wanted to know what they got, because it was always something that no one else had. The year before, Inu Yasha was given a fancy remote control car that was voice automated and Kagome got her own fairytale playroom filled with new dolls.

Eri and Kagome began walking to their classroom, following Inu Yasha's smudged shoot print on the ground. "Come on Kagome! You have to tell me. Don't be a meanie!"

Kagome gave in to Eri's demands, "Well… okay. I got fifteen Barbies, twenty five new sets of doll clothes, a camera phone, a My First Hummer electric car with these soft seats and a TV, a Doogby picture that has a note written to me from Doogby written on it, and a lot of other stuff but I don't remember."

Eri couldn't believe what she had just heard, "You got a signed picture of Doogby! That's not fair! I want one of those too!" She continued to pout and crossed her arms over her chest and gave out a snort. "You're lucky Kagome. All I got was seven new computer games and another closet of dresses! I want to live with you."

"I have another picture. Mommy and Daddy forgot. I got one last year. You want it?" Kagome asked her friend. She didn't understand why Eri was mad. Eri got really nice things too. Maybe Eri didn't get enough. She knew that she felt sad when she only got a few presents. That's why she was going to give Eri her other picture of Doogby.

Doogby was their favorite TV show. Loved by millions of kids all over the country, it had quickly become more popular than Barney, Sesame Street, and Dora the Explorer combined. The show featured the main character, Doogby. Doogby was a young boy who went on many different adventures. With catchy songs, lovable characters, and amazing shows, it was a favorite among all kids Kagome's age. Every month Doogby would select a child out of his magic bag, and that kid got to be on the show with Doogby, the ratings were always highest on that first episode of every month.

The eyes on Eri's face lit up. "Really?" She quickly wrapped her small arms around her best friend. "You're the best! Uh oh… Let's go Kagome! We are going to be late!"

Kagome was hurriedly dragged off towards her classroom, she wasn't sure why her friend was in such a hurry, they still had five minutes before class started, so what where they going to be late for? The area dedicated to kindergarten was quite small, and the two girls arrived at their room not long after they took off.

"What is it?"

"Inu Yasha is fighting with Houjo-kun!"

Her brother was really asking for it today. Their father had just yelled at him the day before for being mean to her, and here he was, walking through the school with muddy shoes and going to get into another fight. This was not going to turn out pretty. Kagome never understood just why her brother was always fighting with the other boys. They were always getting hurt, and sometimes even ended up crying. Where was the fun in that? Boys should be gentleman, not cavemen.

The friends finally spotted Inu Yasha and Houjo in the back of the classroom with the rest of their class, standing around them, cheering Inu Yasha on. Inu Yasha had his arm grasped around Houjo's neck and his hand was in a tight fist, scratching roughly at Houjo's head. Kagome couldn't believe it; her brother was giving a noogie to Houjo!

"Go Inu Yasha!"

"Harder!"

"Make him pay!"

Kagome felt sorry for Houjo, not only was her brother giving him a noogie, none of her classmates were on his side. Why did they have to pick on Houjo? He was a really nice person, and he would always help her with the math problems that she had difficulty understanding. Houjo was really kind; he didn't deserve to be treated the way that her brother was treating him.

Finally having seen enough, Kagome marched right over to where her brother was picking on Houjo and gave him a piece of her mind. "Stop it now Inu Yatha! It is not nice to pick on people!"

Inu Yasha scrunched his face when he heard her lisp. "It is Inu Yasha, Kagome! Get it right!" He let go of Houjo and paid no attention to the fact that the boy he had just been picking on was running to go find a teacher. "You make me look stupid!"

His sister began to get choked up, "M-mommy said that I had a sp-speech im..pairnement!" Small tears trickled down her cheeks as Kagome cried from the harsh words spoken to her by her brother. Although Kagome was known for being one of the stronger girls, when Inu Yasha said mean things to her, she always ended up crying.

"Look what you did!" Eri yelled at Inu Yasha as she put a hand on Kagome's shoulder to comfort her, "Don't make Kagome cry! I'll tell Ogawa-sensei and you'll be in big trouble." Eri had now positioned herself between Inu Yasha and Kagome and appeared to be ready to pounce on Inu Yasha at any given moment. She had been Kagome's best friend since the first day of school and had named herself Kagome's new 'protector'. Nothing, except for spiders, scared her, especially Inu Yasha.

The classroom full of children became silent as they watched a new chapter unfold in the early morning's drama. It started out as just Houjo and Inu Yasha, but now it was Houjo, Inu Yasha, Kagome and Eri! The class knew how close Kagome and Eri were, but they also knew that Inu Yasha tended to loose his temper a lot. Those in Inu Yasha's favor wanted to tell him that Houjo had left to find their teacher, but even though they were only six or seven years old, they knew that they just needed to keep their mouths closed.

Inu Yasha soon became smug and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "I dare you!" he urged. Walking closer to Eri, he tried his hardest to scare her, arranging his face into the most serious one he could come up with. Once he felt close enough, Inu Yasha stuck out his tongue at Eri and frowned. "You're a chicken!"

"No she's not!" Kagome threw in, defending her friend. "Eri only doesn't like spiders! She's not afraid of you!" The tears which had once been falling down Kagome's face were now dry, and she wasn't just going to let her brother get away with what he said to her.

"Hush up Kagome! Stay out of this!" He despised how his sister was always getting in his way. She was always telling him how mean he was when he fought with the other kids, and tried her hardest to stop him from fighting. Couldn't she just leave him alone for once? He never stopped her when Ken and Barbie had huge fights with their five kids watching. Wasn't that a worse situation? They had heard from other kids that two parents fighting led to bad things happening. He let his sister off the hook, so why couldn't she do the same for him?

He moved his hand towards Kagome's wrist. "Just go-"

"Inu Yasha Hayashi!" The boisterous female voice rang throughout the classroom. "Just what on earth do you think you are doing!" A young woman in her early twenties entered the room. She was a good looking young lady with dark black hair and chocolate-colored eyes and was rather tall at 172 cm ()5.6 ft.). Her height and loud voice was put to good use at the school, it enabled her to control the students in her classes easily, while many of the other teachers were easily pushed around by their students.

The feisty six year old turned towards his teacher. "Nothing, Obaa-san. I'm going to sit down." Smirking, Inu Yasha headed to his seat a few desks away. As he began walking, he started anticipating her reaction about his rude comments.

All of the students, who had previously been standing around Inu Yasha, scurried around the room to their desks, knowing that their teacher was going to be furious at Inu Yasha. Ever since the beginning of the school year, Inu Yasha pulled various pranks on their teacher, but never had he go so far as to call his teacher a grandma. They had been taught to respect anyone older than themselves, and calling a young woman old was definitely not what they were supposed to be doing.

Ogawa-sensei waited for Inu Yasha returned to his seat before walking back to the front of the class. Her eyes narrowed and she appeared to be carefully inspecting each and every one of her students. Her students were well behaved except for a few who had decided at a young age to become troublemakers and the class clowns. She picked up a piece of chalk and began to write on the board. It took her only a few seconds to write seven words, which by the looks on her students faces, none of them even remotely knew. "Mr. Hayashi, do you know what this says?"

His eyes studied the writing for a short period of time. "How should I know? I'm only six! I can't yet, that doesn't even look like Japanese!" Their teacher must have been crazy. They hadn't even begun to learn how to read yet, the most they had done was practicing writing, which at their age was extremely sloppy.

"Good, you shouldn't know what it says yet because it is in English." She walked over to a small sink located by her desk and turned on the water. "By tomorrow, figure out what this says, and write it in English and Hiragana fifty times each." There had been an empty bucket in the sink before she had turned the water on, and now it was almost full. "Don't think that I forgot about you bullying Houjo. Hold this bucket of water outside the classroom door until I tell you to come back in. Do you understand?"

He couldn't believe this! How did she expect him to figure out what a sentence in English meant in Japanese? Did his parents even know English? Not wanting to get into anymore trouble, he muttered and slowly took himself to the front of the classroom.

"What did you say Inu Yasha?" His teacher asked, not hearing what he said.

Inu Yasha grumbled, "I understand Ogawa-sensei." He took the one and a half pound bucket and walked outside of the classroom to serve his punishment. With as crazy as Ogawa-sensei was, he wouldn't be surprised if she left him out there all day.

"Ah! Seiichi, Perouze, it has been quite some time. Please, do come in."

Seiichi and Perouze gave a friendly bow to Mr. and Mrs. Hayashi before entering their mansion to escape the frigid winter air.

It was December 23, the day of one of the most elaborate parties in all of Japan, the Hayashi Christmas party. For the past twelve years, those who were privileged to have the status and right connections were invited to the party. Each year the Hayashi's easily spent over 58 million yen (500,000 USD) on the party. Famous chefs from America and France were flown in on the Hayashi's private jets to cater the party and then flown home later that night so they were able to spend Christmas with their families.

As guests began arriving in the late afternoon, they gathered in the first reception room that was filled with the sounds of a professional jazz band. This room was used for the first two hours of the party, allowing all of the guests to mingle and greet each other. Every year, there was always at least one new face added on to the guest list. Thirty out of the three hundred member staff team carried around trays of the finest h'orderves to be found in Japan. Another twenty brought out flutes filled with Chateau Lafite-Rothschild, a famous wine that they imported into Japan . Each bottle of this wine cost 100,000 yen (900 USD), and needing at least 50 bottles, the Hayashi's spent a good deal of their money on wine.

"Hayashi-san," Trying to not appear too suspicious, Seiichi discreetly pulled Takeru to the side. "I have update information for you. If it is possible, Perouze and I need to talk to your wife in private tonight."

Takeru nodded, understanding what Seiichi meant. He watched as Seiichi and Perouze joined in with the rest of the guests and continued to the reception room. What Seiichi had for them was very important, and he and his wife needed to have it as soon as possible. "Once things have died down," Takeru spoke to his wife, "We need to escape from the party for a few minutes, Seiichi finally has what we need."

Izayoi suddenly felt very relieved. Even though they had managed to live with very rough fake copies of all the necessary papers, with more events and activities coming up, they needed to have foolproof documents that even the professionals could barely catch. Their top priority was to not let anyone in as to what was going on; the safety of everyone around them depended on that. If the story of the Hayashi's was leaked, and told to the wrong person, the press could get a hold of the story, and it wouldn't just be the Hayashi's in danger.

More guests continued to arrive at the party, the staff working outside concluded that only the first three hundred guests had arrived which meant there was going to be at least another hour of greeting. For a few minutes, the foyer was empty and fairly quiet except for the sounds that escaped through the walls of the reception hall, until three pairs of little came bound for the front door.

"Mom! Sesshomaru put my toothbrush in the toilet!"

Inu Yasha sprinted to his parents trying to get their before Sesshomaru, not even caring that his brother wasn't even down the stairs when he was halfway to his parents. On his back was his bag full of all the essentials for a sleep over, that is, except for a toothbrush. "I swear he did!"

"Why would I waste my breath doing something as childish as that?" Sesshomaru never enjoyed acting his age. At eleven years old, he tried his hardest to act like an adult, but sometimes his childish side showed through. He too had a duffle bag hanging from his shoulder, and to show just what a mature person he was, Sesshomaru was carrying his sister's bag as well.

Kagome quickly followed behind Sesshomaru, trying to catch up to Inu Yasha. "He didn't mean it. It was an accident." Family and friends said that Kagome had to have been born first because she was constantly acting as the mediator between Inu Yasha and Sesshomaru. Izayoi and Takeru knew that this wasn't the case; it was because even though she was young, Kagome never liked it when two people got into an argument.

Izayoi knew better to let the conversation between the three to go on for too long because it was only going to lead to more fighting. "Now, come on guys. Are you going to act this badly at your Uncle's house? If you act like this, he won't want you to come over again." She directed her conversation towards her husband. "Do you really think it's alright to make my brother watch them this close to Christmas? He only gets to come to the party every other year because of it…"

"I'm sure its fine Izayoi, besides, the kids love playing with their cousin, with school they don't get to see him as much." Takeru loved how his wife was always trying to do what was best for other people and consider their feelings. He had been brought up in the cold world of business and politics where the other's guys feelings didn't mean a thing to you as long as he was doing good business with your company.

She gave a slight nod in agreement. "Are you excited about getting the chance to play with-"

"Mom! He's here! He here!" Inu Yasha shouted.

"Alright, go on, be good! Remember no fighting! I'm counting on you!"

"Bye bye mommy!" Kagome reached out her arms to hug her mom, and Izayoi bent down to give her daughter a goodbye hug.

Izayoi kissed Kagome on the forehead. "Keep your brothers out of trouble, and remember that your father and I will be there to get you before lunch. I love you, have fun!" She watched as her daughter ran out of the house to join her brothers who were getting into their Uncle's car.

"What a sweet child, you have such a wonderful mother-daughter bond Izayoi."

Startled, Izayoi looked up and saw her head accountant standing in the door way and smiled. "Kenji, it's so good to see you, how have you been doing recently?"

"I'm doing quite well, I'm getting married in a few weeks, and of course I'm inviting you to our wedding." Kenji reached into his black tuxedo jacket and handed Izayoi an invitation. Kenji was the same height as Takeru which was only six centimeters taller than Izayoi. His normally chin length jet black hair was pulled back and held together with what appeared to be one of his fiancé's hair ties. He had hazel eyes, his father being Japanese and his mother half Japanese and half Australian.

She held out her hand, and took the invitation from his left hand.

Izayoi froze.

"Izayoi are you alright?" Takeru worriedly asked his wife and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Yes, I'm fine, I just forgot that Inu Yasha needed a new toothbrush." She smiled at Kenji. "Thank you for the invitation, you can count on us to be there."

Kenji gave a small bow. "Thank you very much, I'll see you later on."

Izayoi watched Kenji walk down the hall until he reached the reception room. She wasn't sure if what she had felt was true, so she decided against telling her husband anything. Things were so peaceful in their lives right now, and since she had a doubt that her mind was just playing tricks on her, Izayoi remained quiet.

The guest greeting continued on for another hour until all four hundred and twenty-six guests had arrived. By the time everyone was there, the reception hall was becoming quiet crowded and hot, which made it a perfect time for the Hayashi's to continue on with the party. The band stopped playing, and Izayoi and Takeru stood on the platform they were playing on and officially gave everyone another welcoming. The sky was becoming dark, and the lights in the room began to dim. Guests opened up two large doors against the far left wall, connecting the reception hall with a more formal dinning space.

There were a total of fifteen signs scattered around the dinning room with a front and back that listed where everyone's seat was, so that way there was no debate on who sat where, it was already predetermined. After dinner, everyone was allowed to move around sit where they wanted to. When all of the guests were seated, dinner began. Over the next two hours all of the guests were served a lavish five course meal, including a small dish of sorbet in between each meal to cleanse their pallet.

When all had finished eating, the band began to play again, and the social time began. Not too long after, the Hayashi's found a good time to quietly leave the party to go to another room and have a private talk with Seiichi and Perouze. The four walked out of the large party room and made their way to Takeru's study which had walls that were almost sound proof and doors that locked so that way he could have meetings at his house without the children causing problems.

Seiichi started off by apologizing. "I hope you understand that I worked as fast as I could to pull all of these things together. Six years may seem like a long time, but to try and make a person just suddenly reappear in the government's database wasn't easy. There were a few Kagome's born around the same time as her, and with nothing else to go by but a name, I decided not to meddle too much, otherwise it would have been too suspicious."

"We have everything that she could possibly need. Birth certificate, social security, records that were given to a local hospital and doctor's office that say Inu Yasha and Kagome are twins." Perouze opened up her brief case and took out a large envelope containing all of the papers that the Hayashi's might need. "Don't leave everything together in this folder, it might appear suspicious."

Takeru took the envelope and placed it on his desk where he knew that he would see it again. His face became stern, and he spoke quietly, even though he knew no one could hear him. "Have you and your family been doing alright?"

"Yes," Seiichi said, taking a seat in one of the chairs that was around the large oak table in the middle of Takeru's office. "It was hard for quiet some time, on mother especially. The whole ordeal was a shock to us all. Prior to all of the chaos, he hadn't contacted us since he graduated from high school, so we don't know what happened during that time." He paused. "I shouldn't say we don't know what he was doing, it is more like we didn't know what exactly he was doing."

Noticing how touchy Seiichi was on the subject, Izayoi changed the subject. "Have there been any more changes about what happened on the 22nd?"

Perouze shook her head. "Nothing has changed since what we told you a few months after you found Kagome. Because of the background concerning the events that we know took place, the police decided to drop the case and just act like it never happened. It wouldn't surprise me if we heard nothing of it again. You know how the police can be easily persuaded."

"It's sad really, that the police and the government can be persuaded so easily," Seiichi said, "There's much more to worry about though, I often find that to be the worst of my problems."

"How's you're wife and daughter, Seiichi?" Takeru asked, trying to lighten up the mood. He agreed with Seiichi's view of the government and he knew that if he got into it, he could talk about it for hours upon end.

Seiichi smiled, "They are doing wonderful. After taking our trip to America, I have been teasing my daughter and calling her 'bellflower'. Just like yours, she is only six, so she doesn't understand why we call her that."

"She'll understand some day," said Izayoi.

Seiichi looked down at his watch and stood up from his seat. "I'm sorry I can't stay longer, but I promised my wife that I wouldn't be gone too long. Before I leave thought, I must warn you to be on your guard at all times."

"What do you mean?" Takeru asked.

"If what I believe is true, then the people involved with what happened on the 22nd are not the kind of people you want to be messing with. You don't need them meddling in your lives. Be careful with who you trust. Everything may seem okay now, but you don't want accidentally tell something to the wrong person. Just be careful, and no matter how hard it is, you must always make Kagome believe she is your biological daughter. Never let her think otherwise."

Seiichi and Perouze, said goodbye to the Hayashi's, and exited the room.

"Ewww… That's gross!"

Kagome set down her marker, turned away from the picture she had been working on and stared at her brother, confused, "What's gross?"

Inu Yasha paused the game he and Miroku had been playing and looked over at his sister who was sitting at a coffee table a few feet away from him. "Miroku has a girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Kagome asked, not quite sure what it meant. She had often heard other adults and teenagers use it before, but no one had ever told her what it meant. There were a lot of things that people didn't like to tell her. Like where baby's came from and why her turtle never talked back to her. Maybe adults always kept secrets from each other.

"When a girl and a boy like each other," Inu Yasha told her and grabbed another handful of popcorn out of the large bowl sitting in between him and Miroku. How did she not know what a girlfriend was? That kind of stuff was common sense. It didn't take a brain surgeon to figure something like that out. That was something you knew at an early age.

"Tho?" Kagome pondered. "What's wrong with that?"

He held his nose. "Girls are boring and stinky." When heard a sniff, he discovered that his sister was starting to cry. He hated how his sister always had to be a cry baby whenever he was mean to her. When other kids said mean things, Kagome would yell at them and tell them to go away. Yet when he said anything, she burst into tears. "D-don't cry!"

Kagome sniffed again, "I'm not crying!" She wailed.

"Nice job Inu Yasha." Miroku said. "Don't be so mean." He stood up and walked over to his cousin and began to comfort her. Even at the age of seven, girls were his specialty and he knew just how to win over the adults, but he even understood how to calm girls his age down. He didn't know why, it just seemed to come naturally for him.

"Just because you're older doesn't make you better!"

Miroku smirked, and gave Kagome a tissue to blow her nose, "I never said I was better. She just likes me more than you. The end."

How dare he say that his sister like Miroku better than himself! Inu Yasha couldn't believe it. Siblings were closer than cousins, so she had to like him better, right? He hated how his cousin was always talking to the girls. Miroku almost had more female friends than he did male. Who would want to be around so many girls, they were always so fussy and complained a lot. The world would be a much better place if girls were not there to mess everything up.

Inu Yasha slowly made his way to where his sister and cousin were standing. He looked down at the picture Kagome was making. "Kagome…why did you draw a picture of aliens?"

"It's not an alien!" Kagome defended.

Her brother picked up the picture and looked at it closer. "If that's not an alien, then what is it?" He asked. Kagome had tried very hard to work on her drawing, and now her brother was making her feel even worse.

"That's you!" She shouted.

"Me? How is that me? I don't look like that!"

Miroku took the drawing out of Inu Yasha's hands and looked at it. "It does look like you."

"No it doesn't!"

Just to make his cousin madder, Miroku burst out laughing at Kagome's drawing of Inu Yasha. He enjoyed antagonizing Inu Yasha; it didn't take much to get him mad at anything. "Look, she even got your mean face right!"

"My face isn't mean!"

"Yes it is."

"No!"

"Whatever…"

"Miroku, you stink!"

Kagome sat and watched as her brother and cousin got into another big argument. They were like this a lot, always getting into fights. Even thought they were in the same grade, Miroku was a year older and always tried to use that to his advantage. Over the summer they had all gone to the beach together, and when they were playing in the sand Miroku and Inu Yasha got into a big fight. It didn't last long after Inu Yasha shoved a handful of sand into Miroku's mouth when he wasn't paying attention. Inu Yasha was in really deep trouble when he did that.

Deciding that she would rather go to bed than listen to her brother and cousin bickering, Kagome got up off the floor and started to head off in the direction of the guest bedroom and shook her head. "Boys…"

End Chapter 2

Eh… Pretty lame ending, sorry about that. Please try and bear with me with these first few chapters. I need to do some younger years of their life, and it may be a little boring, but I promise it'll get better. I really hope you review so I can get your feedback on the story. Thank you for reading!